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Haiku #112

“Star-Crossed Fool” Series.  My dear lover…there are hundreds of thousands of words in the English language, yet you choose to confine her within a handful of nouns and adjectives? Open your mind, and in doing so, open your eyes! Dear heart, the stars are dying and so are we, but she need not be reminded of her mortality. #girlwiththepearlearring

Pop Up Poetry Practice Round

Grueling yet incredible practice round with @eddiecabbage @poetryondemand as I prep for my first #PopUpPoetry #PUP night THIS FRIDAY 11/28 (6 PST/9 EST)!!! I am so excited to have y’all participate and I encourage you to get some juicy and original topics thought up for me to tackle! (Check my previous post announcing PUP for more details. All poetry will be for sale via my Etsy Shop.) See you for Food Coma Friday and Happy Thanksgiving!

Haiku #111

“Star-Crossed Fool” Series. My dear lover…why confine the galaxies to her eyes? Why is that the only beauty you see in them? Look closer…for it is SHE that resides in those freckled worlds. Not some dark, numb, intangible void. Look closer and see…she demands it of you.

The Legacy

*Text of the poem typed below the image for ease of reading.* On finding my voice. It’s not easy making my voice heard as a woman writer. It’s just the cold, hard truth. Which means I just push myself harder to be the best at my craft. No excuses. I play Words like I play Sports; no pain, no gain, and never ever leave your heart on the bench. I encourage you all to be secure in your identity, whether you’re a writer or not, and to chase after your calling, your passions and dreams, without ever holding back. Who are you? What makes you *you*? And what mark do you wish to leave upon the world? Ignore expectations and stereotypes; dig deep and ask yourself the tough questions. It’s enlightening and liberating to take the time to sit and write your own self-declaration of who you are. What will YOUR legacy be?

The Legacy

She Was A Tall Glass

Found this little gem tucked away in my notes from this summer…

The Proposal

Just a snapshot of a true story. 😉

Losers Weepers

Haiku #110

*Star-Crossed Fool* Series. My dear, foolish lover….the star-crossed sky is no place to look when she is standing right before you. Do not look up and dedicate the stars to her when you should be dedicating your all to her.

Pop Up Poetry Announcement!

In light of numerous threats of friendly humiliation and metaphorical castration by an anonymous individual (@eddiecabbage), I will be strapping on my big girl panties and hosting my own #PopUpPoetry event on Instagram this Friday evening. But honestly, I’ve been mulling this over for months, and I have no excuse as to why not NOW. So this will be an excellent learning experience for me, and I thank you all in advance for giving me the opportunity to do so on this platform. Please!–Get involved! I want to hear from you! It’s going to be fun and random and rapid-fire…

Would You Stay If I Asked You To…

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